![]() ![]() We drink you at noon and morning we drink you at eveningĪ Man lives in the House your golden hair Margarete ![]() He grabs the Steel at his Belt he waves it his Eyes areĭig your Spades deeper you there you others play on for He cries dig the soil deeper you there you others sing out and Your ashen Hair Shulamith we dig at a Grave in the We drink you at morning and noon we drink you at evening Whistles his Jews up to dig at a Grave in the Earthīlack Milk of Daybreak we drink you at night He writes and steps from the House and they’re shining the Stars he He writes while it falls dark over Germany your golden We dig at a Grave in the Air there one lies unconfinedĪ Man lives in the House he plays with the Serpents he We drink it at noon and morning we drink it at night It is Time, that the Stone condescended to flower,īlack Milk of Daybreak we drink it at evening We stand entwined at the Window, they look up at us from the My eye bends down to the Sex of my Loved One: ![]() We shell Time from Nuts and teach it to walk: The Leaf-Work of Years is brown: your Hair is not brown.įrom my Hand the Autumn eats its Leaf: we are Friends. You say: ‘Lay the Leaf-Work of Years beside you, it’s Time that you You whisper: ‘They’re filling the World with me now, and for you I weep: Your hair is not brown, they offer Salt-Waves of the You smile at me from the Depths, I weep at you from the They come to you on Ships, make it their load, then place it So you lifted it, lightly, onto the Balance of Grief, it was Your Hand full of Hours, you came to me – and I said: ![]()
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